Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

Chapter 359

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With the help of the puppet body, the round mirror on the top of the head was pushed.

After the bright mirror light shines on the big formation, the misty formation aura instantly becomes clear.

Layers of patterns seem to appear in the eyes of extremely complex spider webs.

Through the pattern, Xu Junming also saw everything in the valley.

This is a big tree with a height of tens of feet and a canopy like a cloud.

The fluffy tree canopy covers most of the valley.

The pale blue leaves are imprinted with purple lines, which are like a palace.

Seven colored Rosy clouds surround the canopy, which looks extremely beautiful.

The extremely vigorous Aoki Spiritual Qi supports the entire formation.

“This is… the palace tree?”

When Xu Junming saw the big tree in the valley, his eyes widened instantly.

He has only seen a description of this kind of fairy root in an extremely old Jade Slip in the Southern School of Maoshan.

Palace Treasure Tree, also known as Xiangshe Lingshu, is a kind of Spiritual Roots that inherits the two attributes of Greenwood and Hutian. It is rumored to be the seedling of Xiantian Spiritual Roots.

Every leaf of the palace tree will form a huge palace.

And the higher the rank of the palace tree, the bigger the palace becomes.

If the palace tree is strong enough, the first stage of a palace is also normal.

Of course, this requires endless Spiritual Qi watering.

This palace tree on Chongyang Road should be just a seedling.

But even a seedling, this is a powerful fairy root.

Depressing the excitement in his heart, Xu Junming simply insighted the formation in front of him. Although there was no way to fully insight into it, this Ming-level formation was a main defense formation.

With the palace tree as the front line, this tree will not fall, and the formation will not die.

And the palace tree in front of me is indeed a powerful fairy root, which is difficult to cut unless there is the magic power of the tenth-order of the primordial spirit.

With the help of Guan Hongxue’s puppet body, the eight-foot mirror was urged, and the tyrannical Spirit Power exploded.

A black dot appeared in front of him.

Feeling the breath in the formation, Xu Junming manipulated the puppet to fly in.

After entering the big formation, the palace tree in front of you was dozens of times bigger than the outside world.

Hundreds of tall trees are like a huge cloud covering the sky.

Under the amazing tree canopy, there are thick branches like mountains.

The rich Spiritual Qi is hardly worse than Xu Junming’s Dihuang Cave.

After a brief examination, he urged Yunguang to fly straight ahead.

When it was near, Xu Junming found out.

Although the treasure tree of this palace is as high as one hundred meters, the trunk is as strong as a mountain, and there are actually only three layers and six huge and unfriended branches.

The top layer is the largest, the middle two leaves are second, and the bottom three leaves are the smallest.

But even the smallest blade is as large as tens of feet.

The gap between the leaves is filled with colorful clouds. From the outside, unless you use a bronze mirror, you can’t see how many leaves it has.

Manipulate the puppet body to examine it for a moment, activate the Magic power, and fly into one of the bottom three blades.

When falling into the leaves, the intuition changes in the foreground.

The huge leaves instantly turned into a magnificent palace.

The whole palace is divided into seven floors, each floor has dozens of different halls.

It occupies a large area of ​​tens of thousands of acres.

Xu Junming wanted to directly manipulate the puppet to fly in, but was quickly blocked by a thick barrier.

He briefly tried the thickness of the barrier, and then fluttered down on a bluestone square with a size of hundreds of acres.

On both sides of the square, there are two rows of six columns, twelve huge copper furnaces.

Following the copper furnace and stepping up a hundred-meter steps, you will see a grand palace pavilion tens of meters high.

On the lintel of the palace, a huge plaque was placed horizontally with three characters on it.

“Book Collection Hall!”

“It is rumored that the’Chongyang Tao’ has twelve fundamental inheritances, and the seventy-two sect preaching method is not known here.”

Xu Junming manipulated the puppet body, took a step, and instantly came to the gate of the palace.

After urging the eight-foot mirror and discovering that the Restrictions here are not too strong, he urged the Hu Tianshen to move in and stepped in.

The space of the palace is even greater than that seen from the outside.

It is a thousand meters wide, hundreds of meters high, and five to six hundred meters deep.

In such a magnificent Great Hall, there are four Lotus flower lights floating in the air, and the bright flames show the light of the entire Great Hall.

“Ugh…!”

The long and old sigh echoed abruptly in the vast and empty Great Hall.

“Da da…!”

Accompanied by the sound of a wooden stick hitting the floor, an old man wearing a gray Taoist robe, holding a wooden stick, divergent temples, and head hanging in the depths of the Great Hall walked.

The old man staggered, as if he was about to die, but his breath was tyrannical and obscure.

“No one has been here for a long time!”

As he spoke, the old man raised his head, revealing an old face with white beard and hair, but his expression showed a trace of stubbornness.

“Little guy, are you under the Chongyang Dao?”

“no!”

Xu Junming shook his head flatly.

“no?!”

The old man’s complexion suddenly changed, a faint red glow flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and his expression became distorted.

The tyrannical aura seemed like a volcanic eruption, and it rushed towards Xu Junming.

“…Then die!”

With a wave of the wooden staff in his hand, it instantly turned into a giant pillar, smashing down like the sky.

The eight-foot mirror flashed, and Xu Junming manipulated the puppet body, shifting its shape and shadow by a hundred meters, looking at the old man close at hand, and snapped his fingers.

The sharp Sword Qi, lightning flies by.

The old man’s head was cut off instantly.

However, no blood came out.

The corpse without a head, like a normal person, waved a wooden staff.

With a ‘wheeze’, the huge pillar transformed by the wooden stick instantly turned into countless thick wooden arrows, which shot towards Xu Junming overwhelmingly.

The chopped head and mouth opened, the astonishing arc seemed to be torn, extremely hideous.

Soon, countless black turbid currents, following the wooden arrows, spewed.

Even if they were far away, Xu Junming could feel the extremely filthy devilish energy in it.

His brows frowned slightly, and his big sleeves waved.

In an instant, Sword Qi swarmed out like a storm.

Whether it was a wooden arrow, a devilish energy, and the remaining corpses of the old man, they were all strangled clean.

As soon as he was about to manipulate the puppet to leave, his steps stopped again, his brows curled slightly, and he looked forward.

Accompanied by the sound of the crutches landing, the dead old man walked out from the depths of the Great Hall again.

This time it is no longer one, but three at the same time.

Three of the same people, no, they should be demons.

Six eyes flashing with scarlet bloodthirsty light stared at the puppet.

“Offensive to Ben Venerable…dead!”

At the same time, the three of them waved the wooden staff in their hands.

Looking at the sky full of wooden staff, Xu Junming pinched his sword with his right hand.

“choke…!”

The crisp sound of the sword sounded from the sword box behind it.

“Devil Sword!”

‘Wh,’ a hundred zhang Sword Ray, rising from behind, the sharp Sword Qi swept out.

Sword Ray flashed and disappeared.

The shadow in the air disappeared immediately.

Immediately after the sound of ‘chill’, the entire Great Hall was split in half.

The sunlight from the upper courtyard of Chongyang came in, breaking the weird atmosphere in the Great Hall.

Xu Junming stepped forward, looking at the old man who was slain by the Demon Slayer Sword with the corpse lying on the ground at his feet.

Reaching out, the wooden staff in his hand flew up.

“The Magic Treasures of the Nine Treasures, unfortunately, were infested by the devilish energy.”

Even so, for Xu Junming, if the devilish energy is melted away, it is indeed the material to support Yimeng Huangliang and Dihuangshan Dongtian.

Put it into the storage Calabash at his waist.

In the flick of his fingers, a grain of yellow rice was submerged into the old man’s body, but the man’s Hun and Po were not detained.

Frowned.

“How is it possible that even if you are enchanted, there should be Hun and Po?! Unless it is a puppet.”

After thinking a little, shook his head.

I didn’t care anymore, stepped out of the Great Hall, and walked into the depths.

After he left, the broken body of the old man recovered again after a flash of light.

Standing up, looking at the direction where Xu Junming’s puppet was leaving, there was an interesting smile on his face.

“It turns out to be a sword repairer! Although he is not a soul, but I like his life Flying Sword! Especially the treasure mirror, it should be the pot Heavenly Dao Lingbao!”

After the greedy eyes flashed, the old man’s body fell to the ground and returned to its original state.

Quietness was restored in the broken Great Hall, and it was not long. A mirror shadow flashed across, spanning thousands of feet, and merged into the eight-foot mirror.

The light and shadow on the mirror flickered, replaying the weird scene in the Great Hall just now in front of Xu Junming.

“Who is this person?”

Deep doubts came to mind.

He was able to enter the protective array of the suppression of the treasure tree in this palace thanks to the Lingbao-class eight-foot mirror.

Although the entire Daeong practice world, and even this practice world, certainly not only possessed the Hu Tian Lingbao himself, it was obvious that this person was familiar with this place when he controlled the body of the old man.

However, he is convinced that with his own understanding of the Heavenly Dao technique, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to come here in front of him.

“It seems that the water in Chongyang Cave Sky is deeper than imagined.”

Xu Junming, who hadn’t considered any results, temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart. With the earth and the emperor’s cave, he was invincible.

Look up at the Great Hall in front of you.

“Tai Chi Hall!”

The three-character plaque is hung in the middle.

Step forward.

In the magnificent Great Hall, there are nearly a hundred long cases on which pen, ink, paper and inkstone, as well as blank Jade Slips, are arranged neatly.

There is a futon behind the long case.

However, the arrangement of the futon is a bit messy, the ink is only halfway written on the spread paper, and Jade Slip is not neatly organized.

Want to come and go in a great hurry.

Xu Junming stepped to a table.

On the unfolded white paper, it was written in fair handwriting.

“The way of sincerity, first and foremost is Mingde; the heart is righteous, the spirit is pure, the spirit is right, the Yang Qi…!”

I just finished writing the word ‘qi’, and stopped before I had time to write it later.

But looking at this line, obviously I intend to write an article about the experience of Pure Yang Dao Fa.

“It is rumored that there is a ‘pure sun sword canon’ in the twelve sects of the Chongyang Dao. Looking at the experience and experience, it should be this Cultivation Technique.”

With Magic power, Jade Slip on the table flew into his hands.

At the same time, the paper on the desktop turned into fly ash.

Xu Junming was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood.